Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

After taking a deep breath, Xiao Jingxuan lowered his head and said, "I... I have nothing to say in defense."

Bai Songlan looked thoughtful, circled around him twice, and murmured, "Something is wrong. It's really wrong."

Xiao Jingxuan heard every word of what he said. It turned out that his cultivation level was higher than hers. "Senior Sister Songlan, what are you mumbling about? What's wrong?"

There was no other way. In order not to expose the fact of his rebirth, he could only pretend to be ignorant while knowing the truth and put himself in a cage with his super hearing.

"His temper has become milder, his cultivation has improved, and even his taste in clothing has improved. The most important thing is that he has regained his soul."

"Oh! I understand!" Bai Songlan looked as if something had suddenly dawned on her, with a sly smile in her watery eyes.

When talking to those in the Mengxian Coffin at night about how handsome Chu Huaizhou was and who formed a couple with whom in the world of cultivation, their expressions were exactly the same.

Xiao Jingxuan felt something was wrong, guessing that she had discovered something, and a layer of mist filled his eyes, "Senior Sister Songlan, what do you know?"

"Have you found a Taoist partner, kid?!" Bai Songlan looked curious and poked his shoulder with her fingertips.

Seeing the gloom in his eyes gradually dissipating, she pouted unwillingly and said, "I was just joking, why are you so anxious? I didn't really predict your little trick, did I?"

"No... Senior Sister Songlan, what are you thinking about? I didn't..." Xiao Jingxuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly.

"Hey, don't interrupt me. I understand, I understand, I understand everything." Bai Songlan's face was filled with excitement and a malicious smile.

She patted her chest again and said confidently, "If you have any emotional problems, feel free to ask me for help. You're welcome."

Xiao Jingxuan suddenly had an idea and pretended to be a little distressed, "So, I do have a small question for you, Senior Sister Songlan."

"Hmm? Tell me about it quickly." Bai Songlan instantly became interested and her voice unconsciously rose a few degrees.

"That is, how can I look more like a good person? Besides gouging out my eyes."

"You mean, how can we leave a good first impression on people? Should we ask our little Taoist partner out tomorrow?" The eunuch was more excited than the emperor.

Xiao Jingxuan was too lazy to explain and said helplessly: "Uh... that's probably what I mean."

"The first impression is of course appearance. She has a certain way of dressing up. Let me tell you in detail..."

As the hour of midnight approached, Bai Songlan's endless chattering finally stopped, "Do you understand?"

Xiao Jingxuan, who was confused by what he heard, nodded with confused eyes and said firmly: "Yes, I understand!"

The woman jumped up, brushed off the dust on her dress, and folded her hands behind her head, looking carefree and relaxed, "Xiao Jingxuan'er, remember this, everything works if you are sincere."

"I'm going back to sleep, otherwise Elder Xuanwang will come to arrest me." Bai Songlan turned his back to him and waved his hand.

Although the rules of Biluo Yundian are not as complicated as those of Xuanqing Sect, the requirements are strict enough. Those who do not return to their rooms at midnight will be beaten with a stick.

At this age, Xiao Jingxuan is fearless and is a real devil, except for being afraid of being beaten.

He didn't even dare to sneak out and cause trouble during the curfew, let alone his disciples who had the courage to do so.

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The hour of Mao is the time for disciples who have morning classes to get up, while those who do not have morning classes can take a nap for a while.

The Mengxian Coffin gradually became noisy.

"Hey, did you hear that Senior Brother Xiao seems to have found a Taoist partner?"

"No, which hall's Senior Brother Xiao is from? Is that the one I'm thinking of?"

"Who else could it be besides him? Is there another person with the surname Xiao on the top of the Biluo Cloud Peak?"

"Oh, no, even though he is powerful and handsome, who can stand those ghostly green eyes?"

More and more female disciples came, holding basins and joining in. "Will you be scared to death if you see it in the middle of the night?"

"Tsk, do you think everyone is as timid as you? Senior Brother Xiao is handsome and extremely talented. Anyone who can form a Taoist partner with him must be very powerful."

"Who can tell me who Senior Brother Xiao's Taoist partner is?"

The center of public opinion was halfway up the mountain, in a chicken coop, where the handsome Senior Brother Xiao, covered in dust and dirt, secretly caught a fat chicken.

He happily took a few steps carrying the chicken, then thought for a moment and stepped back, searched all his pockets, gathered together two taels of silver, hung it on the wooden door of the chicken coop, and then left.

When the main person heard the rumors, he held his forehead and murmured helplessly, "I knew that Senior Sister Songlan couldn't keep her mouth shut, but I didn't expect her to be so lax."

"Xiao Jingxuan! You are not wearing Taoist robes today!" The immortal master's stern voice sounded behind him.

There is a uniform Taoist uniform at Biluo Yundian. It must be worn when going to school on the top of the mountain. The robe is blue to purple or purple to black.

In a word, it is ugly, hopelessly ugly.

Xiao Jingxuan didn't hesitate for a moment and ran away, as if he had returned to his rebellious days in the past.

"No, no, I won't wear it. If you ever change the color, I can consider it!" He said arrogantly.

While running, he carefully protected the roast chicken in his arms, and thought happily: I have to be careful to deliver it to my junior uncle.

There is a barrier around the Fuguang Palace, which usually cannot stop anyone. At most it can be considered a perception barrier.

As soon as someone steps through the gate, Chu Huaizhou will know it immediately.

Xiao Jingxuan had just taken half a step when he was knocked back several steps by the sudden spiritual power.

Chu Huaizhou came riding on the wind, shrouded in a faint silver halo. He was wearing a sky-blue and white robe with green floral tassels embroidered on the hem, which was exquisite.

The coldness and arrogance could not be concealed between his eyebrows and face, and his thin lips were less blood-colored than those of ordinary people.

Xiao Jingxuan's eyes were filled with surprise, and he called out with a smile, "Junior Master Uncle! Greetings, Junior Master Uncle!"

Chu Huaizhou frowned slightly, his eyes were elegant and indifferent, "What are you...what are you doing here again? And you are dressed so fancy! How can this be?!"

Xiao Jingxuan looked at the gorgeous cherry pink robe he had kept at the bottom of the box. It was no exaggeration to say that he looked like a peacock spreading its feathers to court a mate.

"I came to see Junior Master, what's wrong? Doesn't my outfit look good?" Can you act like a better person?

"What can I see?" Chu Huaizhou flicked his sleeves and walked into the Fuguang Hall. "It's no different from a peacock."

It looks good. My little master uncle is the best looking.

Xiao Jingxuan followed at a leisurely pace, neither too close nor too far, maintaining a distance that made Chu Huaizhou feel safe.

"Little Master Uncle looks like a fairy from heaven, so naturally he is good-looking."

Chu Huaizhou frowned even tighter, with a coldness in his bones. He thought: What a smooth talker, now that he has seen it, he should just go back, right?

Xiao Jingxuan, who was wearing colorful clothes, followed behind him all the time, muttering like a little tail, "Little Master Uncle is very handsome, the most handsome Master Uncle in the world."

Chu Huaizhou originally thought that the man was just joking when he said he would come to see him tomorrow. After all, he had never taken the promise he made to him seriously.

All of this disgusting nonsense was said just to tease and humiliate him.

Further inside the stone gate is a grove of camellia trees and a winding bluestone path covered with white camellia flowers. The fragrance penetrates into the mind and heart, making people feel comfortable and relaxed.

"What are you still following?" The bluish-white figure walking in front suddenly turned around and asked, indifferent and cold, with no expression on his face and no ripples in his eyes.

Standing under the shade of the tree, the faint light of morning light fell right on his right eye, making it look very clear and bright, yet also indifferent, elegant, and as cold as water.